“Lots and lots of coffee?” Sigrid gave a little shrug and a yawn. She was tired, yes, but she had exams to study for. Sleep could wait until she’d graduated nursing school.
“I’ll drop you off at school if you need me to. I don’t agree with the idea of you having no sleep and operating the car. Unless you plan on skipping the day to catch up on rest.” He was not the strictest of fathers, nor was he the most lenient, but at least Sigrid was up studying and not partying hard or anything rowdy of that sort. “Exam soon?” He sat down in front of her, letting out a sigh. “It’s not healthy, you know? Back in my day–” He cut himself short, knowing his children heard this speech way too many times to really take it in.
